The flight is departing at 5:50pm, and i'm here since 3:15pm to enjoy the aircon and free Internet access.
Airport is a melancholy place for me, for various obvious reasons -- too much memories, good and bad.
I remember watching a movie (was it "The Terminal" or "Love Actually"?) and at the beginning of the film, the narrator said something about airport is a place for hellos and goodbyes. It's so true. Throughout my 34+ years of my life, many life-changing journey started from here, and perhaps ended here too.
While i'm still pressurised by the work that's still outstanding for the workshop tomorrow, my heart is also filled with a mixture of joy and sorrow. Am happy that i can have a short break with mom, but sad for the very same reason since the beginning of the affair and when i need to take a flight to anywhere. The past memories still linger on when i am in this familiar setting and smell of the airport.
Anyway, i have no time to immerse in this melancholy, as i really need to rush for my work so that i don't embarrass myself tomorrow.
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